All language subtitles for Welcome Stranger

(WIND HOWLING)

(TYPEWRITER CLACKING)

Morning.

I'm Dr. McRory.

Joseph McRory
of Fallbridge.

Have a chair, Doctor.

Why, thank you, but
I have no time to visit.

I have some
business with...

Well, I'm sorry, Doctor,
but I can't just...

Oh, you may go in now.

Thank you. It's a matter
of great importance.

Dr. McRory.

From Fallbridge.

How do you do, Doctor?
Sit down.

I believe we had
some correspondence.

Yes, of course we had.

Oh, yes,
physician to replace you.

Yeah, for two months,
during my vacation trip.

First in 30 years.

McRORY: Now, I'd like a man
of substance, of experience,

a mature man.

That's been
taken care of, Doctor.

Fine, fine.
When can I see him?

As soon as you get back to
Fallbridge. He's on his way now.

On his way?

My dear sir, do you
suppose for a moment

that I'd place the health of my
town in the hands of a person

I never set eyes on?

What'd you suppose
I came to Boston for?

To buy these
fishing things?

I assure you we've just
as good in Maine.

Yes, and cheaper, too.

Well, don't worry, Doctor.

We only send out
qualified physicians.

Besides, your letter was
a definite authorization.

Bindin', you mean?

Yes, but there's no
occasion for concern, Doctor.

He's a good man.

Well, it's not my custom to buy a
pig in a poke, but if it's binding...

What's his name,
this doctor?

Pearson. James Pearson.

PAPER BOY: Boston Times. Get
your paper before the train leaves.

MAN: Paper.
PORTER: Lower 10, sir?

Yeah. Take this
with you, huh?

Yes, sir.
Hey, paper.

There you are.
Hey, fella!

What?
That's a quarter.

Well, tell 'em
where you got it.

Say, where's
the club car on here?

You can smoke in
the men's washroom, sir.

That's all the
club car we've got.

Your bag's in lower 10 and
your trunks are checked through.

Fine. Spread this
around, will you?

(WHISTLING)
Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

I always like a man
that whistles.

(PEARSON WHISTLING)

Well, I guess there's room
for one more here, huh, fellas?

(EXCLAIMS) What's this?
Young man!

I'm sorry.

In the future, you might
look where you're steppin'.

You're right. It's an
outstanding suggestion.

CONDUCTOR:
Board! All aboard!

(CLEARS THROAT)

Young man, if you don't
mind, that's my paper.

What? This?
If you don't mind.

Well, you're welcome
to any part of it,

but it just happens that I'm the
legal owner of this pillar of truth.

You're mistaken. I bought
that paper at the station.

(CHUCKLES)

What section of it
would you like?

I'm offering you
part of the paper.

You can have
the back part.

You may have
the front part.

I'm not thankin' you because
you're doin' me no favor.

It's my...
It's your newspaper.

Yes.

And I'm giving it to you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Could that be
your newspaper?

You got a match?

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Good morning, sir.
Good morning.

Right over here.
Thank you.

Oh, would you prefer to...

Oh, I'm not
sitting down just yet.

Tell me, would it be possible to
order my breakfast while I'm shavin'?

You have a dish on this
train I'm very partial to.

Broiled brook trout with
butter and lemon sauce.

Oh, a very nice dish.

It'll be right here for
you, sir. 10 minutes?

Thank you.

Oh, Clarence.
Yes?

Broiled brook trout...

(SIGHS)

I'm not sayin' that all the young
people in the big cities are ill-mannered.

It's a matter of breedin'
and early trainin'.

Now, take that young
blatherskite I was tellin' ye about.

The vulgar upstart.

He tramples on me package
and then he makes a great to-do

about the ownership of
a three-cent newspaper.

(LAUGHS) Yes,
a three-cent newspaper.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Good morning.

Mornin'.

He must've been hard up. You
mean he tried to steal your paper?

Well, not exactly that.

Tell you later.
Breakfast is waitin'.

Say, can I use your plug?

Use me what?

I want to use your plug.
(WHIRRING)

(SCATTING)

(WHISTLING)

(SINGING) Smile
right back at the sun.

And you'll have
a wonderful day.

Smile right back at the sun.

Gloom will get out
of your way.

Just a cheerful expression.

It's as easy as that.

And you'll go walking
on a great big welcome mat.

Why don't you try it?

Smile right back at the sun.

The moment
he catches your eye.

Waking up can be fun.

Just depend on
your friend in the sky.

If you start
your daydreams early.

You're gonna get
a lot more done.

So get up and get out and
smile right back at the sun.

Thank you.

(PEARSON SCATTING)

Young man.
Huh?

This is a washroom,
not a cabaret.

No! I never knew.

What did you do,
cut yourself?

Let me see it.
No, thank you.

Oh, say, steward.

Steward, do you
have a single...

Hmm? Broiled brook
trout for you, sir?

That's very attractive. What,
are you pushing trout today?

Oh, no, sir. This
is the very last order.

Well, drop it yonder. Mmm.

(SIGHS HAPPILY)

Good morning, sir.

My order's been taken.

Broiled brook trout with
lemon and butter sauce.

Oh, I'm sorry, sir. They
told me table number five.

This gentleman...
I don't...

I'm afraid this
IS your trout, sir.

I'll thank you not to talk to
me. Bring me another order.

I'm sorry, there's
no more trout, sir.

No more trout?
No, sir.

Well, if you don't mind
finishing this,

I've only made
a small dentin it.

You may bring me
some oatmeal.

Oatmeal.

I'm sorry, sir. I don't think
we have any more oat...

Maybe we have some
more oatmeal. Maybe.

I'll be pullin' for you.

Want some of mine?

Here's your change, sir.

Waiter, bring me
some pipe tobacco.

Any 15 cent
brand will do.

We have no
pipe tobacco, sir.

What? No pipe tobacco?

No, sir. How about
cigarettes or cigars?

No, no. Thanks.

Thank you, sir.
You bet.

(WHISTLING)

Oh, that's perfectly
all right. Go right...

(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY) Yeah,
I thought it was me own pouch.

Oh, of course. They do
look so similar, don't they?

They do not.

Won't you help yourself?

No, thank you.

Oh, now you broke it, huh?

Blatherskite!

Hey, here's your hat, sir.

CONDUCTOR: Hillboro, Carson Junction,
Lankato, Tanner City, Bentonville,

Fallbridge and Callensburg.

I thought you were
going on a vacation.

I'm leavin' Tuesday, Ben.

Lot of things to attend
to back home. Uh-huh.

Well, get right in and
we'll take off here right now.

Always room
for one more.

Thank you.
Okay.

Stand away from the door.
Move back in the bus, everybody.

Move back a little, friend.

Move back?
Where am I going?

Sardines have
taken over back there.

You all right?

(ENGINE STARTING)

(LUGGAGE THUMPS)
Oh, me bunion!

Oh, I'm sorry.

Service, hey, Joe? Right
up to your front door.

Thank you, Ben.

Here's your coffee, Unc.

BEN: Thank you, Jackie.

Is this the main
thoroughfare here?

Always has been.

Hi. Where do
I find a taxi here?

Down by the Weekly.

Thank you.
Down by the Weekly.

Say, could you take me
to Dr. McRory's house?

Yup. Cost you half a dollar.

Fine.
Oh, is it?

Sure. What's the matter?

Well, when the
customer likes the price,

sometimes I don't.

Oh, you mean you could
have asked for more?

Don't put words
in my mouth. Get in.

Say, you want
to re-negotiate?

Nope. Bargain's a bargain.

I could've said a dollar.

(CHUCKLES)
Not to me, you couldn't.

I couldn't?
No, sir.

That's what I figured.

Man in my business
gets to know human nature.

I sized you up
as a half-dollar fare.

You the new doc?

Yeah, while McRory's away.

Say, has he been
here quite awhile?

Thirty-five years.

Oh, he's an elderly man, huh?

He'll do for awhile.

Is there much work
here for a doctor?

Population of 2,400.

Well!

That get-up you're
wearin', is it from Boston?

No, no, this is
California treatment.

You no like?

Well...

We're almost there.

(CLOCK CHIMING)

Mrs. Gilley.
Mrs. Gilley!

MRS. GILLEY:
Yes, Doctor?

What is it, Doctor?

Now, are you quite sure there's
been no message of any kind

from this Dr. Pearson?

Dr. McRory,
for goodness sake.

I see, I see. No message.

Have I ever failed to tell
you when someone called?

Yes.
(DOORBELL RINGING)

The door. The door,
Mrs. Gilley. The door.

Here's your coat.

Oh, no.
Keep the change.

Charged a half dollar,
keep a half dollar. No extras.

May I tell you something?

What?

You'd be a big hit
in New York.

(DOOR OPENING)

How do you do?
I'm Dr. Pearson.

Come in.
Thank you.

Take the bag to the
back room, Mr. Dorkas.

I know.

Put your coat down.

Are you Mrs. McRory?

Heaven forbid! It's enough that
I do his cooking and tidying up.

I'll tell him.

MRS. GILLEY: He's
here, Doctor. What's that?

I say he's here.

Dr. Pearson?
Yes.

Fine, fine,
bring him in.

Come in, Doctor.

Welcome, Doc...

(STUTTERS)

Yup.

No. It's not possible.

Well, it's me.

I can't believe it.

Me, neither.

180,000 physicians
in the country and...

You got me.

(SIGHS)

You know, Doctor, actually, it
was my newspaper, you know.

Young man, do you
try to be objectionable?

I'm not trying.

I can tell you this. If I'd seen you in
Boston, I wouldn't be seein' you now.

What's this you're wearin'?
What are you dressed up for?

Oh, you like my outfit.
Not too loud?

(GRUNTS)

Let me look at
your credentials.

Got 'em right here.

I know of no Drake
Hospital in Boston.

Oh, the Drake isn't a
hospital, Doctor. It's a hotel.

You worked in a hotel?

Hmm-mmm. I wasn't hopping
bells, either. I was house physician.

Three months.

Were you fired?

No, I took a job as ship's doctor
on the New York to Bermuda run.

Five voyages.

What's this here
about Valpar...

What's that name?
Oh, it's Valparaiso.

That's down in Chile.

I did a little hospital
work down there.

Yeah, you were there three
months, huh? Hmm-mmm.

I see you did a little better
in Goose Liver, Wyoming.

No, that's Goose River,
Doctor.

Ah, yeah, you were
there almost four months.

Just about. I was personal
physician to a wealthy rancher,

till he died.

Died, huh?

Well, that couldn't have
surprised the poor man.

Pearson, as a doctor
who has been working

in the one community
for 35 years,

I find this
extremely painful.

I was hoping
to get a good man.

A man of substance, a man
who might perhaps stay on

and assist me in
the new hospital, but...

Oh, I couldn't
handle that, Doctor.

I'm leaving in a couple
of months for Guatemala.

Got my passage booked.

(LAUGHS) Well, fine. You wouldn't
think of going even sooner, huh?

Right now?

You have nothing to
worry about, Doctor.

I'm really
an able physician.

To be honest, I wouldn't
trust you with me dog.

I find nothing
to recommend you.

Even your accent,
the way you speak, it's...

It's disturbin'
to New England ears.

Where did you acquire
your Yankee accent?

Don't change the subject.

I suppose you have the
agreement, the letter I signed?

Yeah, sure.

And you regard it
as bindin'?

Of course.
Oh.

Well, Mrs. Gilley will
show you to your room.

Mrs. Gilley.

Mrs. Gilley.

Yes, Doctor.

Pay no mind
to the old fellow.

He can be as ornery
as a hawk in a henhouse.

But he's a good man.

Well, he'll be leaving soon.

TRUDY: Yoo-hoo!

Oh.

Oh.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

Oh, Trudy.

Well, it's finished, Doctor.

My sweater?
Hmm-mmm. For the trip.

One fitting and we can put
the front and back together.

Take your coat off
and turn around.

I see the new
doctor's here.

Yes. (SCOFFS)

Trudy, you're a person
I can talk to.

Hmm?

I want to tell you about
that young man. All right.

Who?

Oh, she came in there
a minute ago.

Don't put that satchel
on my clean quilt.

Oh, I'm sorry.

She had sort of a checkered
ribbon in her hair.

Oh, that's Trudy Mason.
She's the schoolteacher.

Schoolteacher!

I never had schoolteachers look
like that when I went to school.

I may go back and
brush up on my spelling.

(CLEARS THROAT)
(CHUCKLING)

Well, are you sure
he's incompetent?

I know he's incompetent. The
man's not a doctor, he's a hobo.

(SCOFFS) He's never been in one
place for more than three months.

And he's arrogant about it.

Oh! He sounds dreadful.

He is dreadful.

Well, then
get somebody else.

No, I made an agreement.
I'm bound in honor.

Besides,
he has it in writing.

Oh, dear.

What's wrong?

I'm afraid it isn't
a very good fit.

Oh, I'm sure it's grand.

No, I did the thing
too fast.

Why don't you
pay him off, Doctor?

Well, that's my intention.

But if I do, I can't
get away for a vacation.

Oh, well, that's
out of the question.

You need a vacation and
you're going to have one.

Oh, it's awful!

Oh, it isn't awful.
No, no, that's grand.

It's roomy. You know,
I like a sweater roomy.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

Say, Doctor,
did I leave my...

Well?

Well, I was going to pretend that
I came in here on business, but...

But what?

Oh, that's nice.
That's very attractive.

Hmm.

What is it?

Secret?

It's very obviously
a sweater.

Just one?

I'm afraid it does look more
like a woolen nightgown.

Well, woolen nightgowns are
here to stay, don't you think?

I don't think I've met
Miss Mason, Doctor.

No, I don't believe
you have.

Miss Mason,
Dr. Pearson.

Delighted to meet you.
How do you do?

You're the teacher
here, huh?

I'll talk to you
later, Doctor.

I'm being dismissed.
Doctor...

No, you are right.
I have been a bad boy.

I sang in the washroom
and I ate Dr. McRory's fish.

Really? Now, that'll be just
about enough, young man.

I'm gone. I'm gone. I'm gone.

See? That's what they
call doctors nowadays.

Dr. Pearson.
Yeah, huh?

I may have
seemed rude.

Well, I didn't
intend to be.

Let's sit down
some place, shall we?

Nothing I'd like better.

In the parlor?

Good idea.

The sofa?

Uh, no,
this chair is fine.

I'm sort of
partial to sofas.

We didn't have any
in the Army, you know.

Fortunately,
we won the war, anyway.

(LAUGHS) So we did.

I understand you've
done a lot of traveling.

Quite a lot.

Don't you think, Doctor,
after all the things you've done,

Fallbridge is going to be
very dull?

You don't like me,
do you?

I hadn't thought
much about it.

Do most people?
Like me?

Oh, a fair percentage.
I don't cheat at cards,

pay my bills and I never
kicked a big dog in my entire life.

It's very quiet
in Fallbridge.

Very restful, too.

And it's going to
be awfully cold soon.

It's a little chilly
here right now.

What I mean, Doctor, is
you're obviously a big city man,

and this is
a small place

and I honestly think
Dr. McRory would release you,

if you wanted to leave.

Oh, you do, huh?

Yes.

Look, Teacher,
school is out.

I'm on my own now.

And I think it would be nice if I went
around making my own decisions.

Of course.

Thanks, Teach.

A little
hot coffee, Doctor?

Yes, please.

Dr. Pearson?
No, thanks.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

Hiya.
Oh, Doc.

McRORY: What's it, Nat?
Oh, good evenin'.

Morton Elkins over at his
barn, up in the haymow,

fell and hurt his leg.
Bad?

Not good.

Want me to run
over there, Doctor?

No, thank you. I can
manage. I'll get my bag.

Yes?
Say, Mrs. Gilley.

They have a movie
in this town?

Yes, they do.
Good.

But not tonight.
Picture show's on Tuesday.

What's showing Tuesday?

Some picture
with Bob Hope in It.

I'll wait till a week
from Tuesday.

Doctor.
Yeah.

You come along
with me tonight.

With you?

You'll have
a real nice time.

What are we going to do,
hit the hot spots?

Just as soon as I get
the dishes finished up.

Let me help you. Give me a
towel there and we'll get goin'.

How could a grown man
fall from a hayloft?

He slipped.

Mort Elkins,
you clumsy fool.

Where are you?

There's no one here. What
did you expect, a brass band?

A brass band. Now,
what kind of a ridiculous...

(BAND PLAYING UPBEAT MUSIC)

(ALL SINGING)
For he's a jolly good fellow,

which nobody can deny!

(ALL CHEERING)

Say, what's all this?
Is Morton hurt?

He's over there, Doc.

Oh, sure. Sure.
MORT: Over here, Doc.

Here I am. Oh, it
hurts bad, too, Doc.

See, can't hardly
do this anymore.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Mort, you old
scalawag, ya!

Here, you can set his leg.

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

Wait till I get this
through my head.

Come on, Doctor. Have
some punch or cider.

Great to see you, Doc.

Have a good time, Doc.

This is very
embarrassing, Trudy.

Embarrassing? A farewell
party and I'm not going away.

Oh, but you are
going away.

But I can't.
Well, why not?

(FANFARE)

Attention, everybody,
attention. Up here, Doc.

And Trudy.

Oh, of course.
You, too, Trudy.

We've got to have Maine's
prettiest schoolmarm on the platform.

Well, here we are.

Sit down, everybody.
Sit down.

Let's have it
quiet, please.

We have here in Fallbridge the biggest
little chamber of commerce in Maine.

And I'm going to call on its
president, your friend and pharmacist,

and my son,
Mr. Roy Chesley.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Thank you,
Mr. Chesley.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I dare say that when more than
half of you first came into the world,

and first
opened your eyes,

the first man you saw
was our guest of honor.

A man who has served this
community and served it well.

(ALL CLAMORING AND APPLAUDING)

You're looking very nice
this evening, Mrs. Gilley.

Thanks.

Place we're going
ain't no hot spot.

It ain't?

You shouldn't
say "ain't," Doctor.

You say it.

I live here.

When you say it, it sounds
like you're making fun of us.

Oh, I wouldn't do that.

Not for the world,
'cause I like you.

Well,

you won't be
so bad yourself

once you learn not
to talk all the time.

Now, a word
from Trudy Mason.

Oh, Trudy.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Dr. McRory,
your friends,

and that means all of
us here in Fallbridge,

want you to have
this for your trip,

with all our love.

Well, uh, thanks.

Open the bag. Look
inside, Doc. Look inside.

MAN: Go ahead.
Look inside.

What in the world is this?

It's your new hospital,
Doctor. That's right.

Ain't that
a neat little model?

Mort did a good
job of it.

The excavating
starts next week.

That's right. And we've
got every dime raised, Doc.

Well, well.

You're good people,
all of you.

Uh, and...

As on this date, all outstandin'
bills due to me are cancelled.

Every penny.

I don't think
I've felt like this

since I was a little kid
on Christmas mornin'.

MAN 1:
Good evening, Mrs. Gilley.

MRS. GILLEY:
Good evening.

That's all.

WOMAN: Who's he?
(MAN SHUSHING)

MAN 2: Evening, Mrs. Gilley.

Good evening.

Good evening, Abbie.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Hello.

Good evening.

Dr. Pearson,
this is Roy Chesley.

How do you do?

Glad to meet you.
Well, thank you.

And his father,
Mr. C.J. Chesley.

How do you do, sir?

How do you do, sir?

Pearson, Trudy and
I were discussing you.

Why, that's very flattering.
(BAND PLAYING MUSIC)

I'm president of the Fallbridge
Chamber of Commerce...

Oh, really? Say, would
you hold this a minute?

Miss Mason and I
have this dance.

Oh, uh... Well...

Uh-huh.

Doc, Trudy told me about
your problem with that fellow.

Let me handle him.

No, no.

There's a friend of mine in
Augusta. Dr. Jenks. He's a fine MD.

He can be here Friday.

Well, looks good enough to eat.

Really heartwarming, this
New England hospitality, isn't it?

All these nice,
friendly faces.

Fella down at the board of education was
telling me of a new ruling they have there.

Guess he must
have been wrong.

What ruling?

They told me it was okay now
for schoolteachers to smile.

Oh, yes, he must
have been wrong.

Well, I heard that...

Well, I must
have been wrong, too.

Could be.
What have you heard?

Oh, the impression I had that
doctors always had good manners.

May I?

Of course.

BILL: Dr. Pearson.
Hmm.

I'm Bill Walters.

Yeah?

Editor, reporter, copy boy of the
town's leading and only newspaper.

So”?
I'm drunk.

That was my diagnosis.

I wanna give you
a little advice.

Get drunk.

The town's more
charming that way.

Well, I'll sleep on it.

Folks. Attention.
Attention, please.

I've got some disappointing
news. No square dances tonight.

(ALL EXCLAIMING) WOMAN 1:
Just when we had it all cooked up!

I'm sorry, but Jeff Hawkins
just phoned from Bentonville.

He has to work tonight and
he can't be here to do the call.

It's my big chance.
Oh, Mr. Chesley.

Yes?

I learned a little bit about these barn
dances when I was out in Wyoming.

Do you mind if I try?

Get your partners
for a square dance, huh?

Say, do you fellas
know Country Style?

Yeah, we do, but...

Young man, we are perfectly
capable of managing our own affairs.

And we don't have any square
dances without Jeff Hawkins.

Well, it's a shame
he isn't here.

Then we could have
done a very nice duet.

Contact.

All set?

(PLAYING COUNTRY MUSIC)

(SINGING) Well, you pull up
your pants You tighten your traces.

You all join hands
You're off to the races.

Break your holds
and you backtrack back.

Promenade, single file.

Ladies in the lead
that Indian style.

And swing that gal
behind you.

Cut across and swing Grandpa.

He ain't been swung
since last fall.

Ladies start a-center
Gents on a little side bet

(CLICKS TONGUE)

Meet your partner
You ain't through yet.

It's four hands 'round
with the couple you met.

Four hands up
and around you go.

And when you get straight
it's a do-see-do.

Chicken in the bread pan
picking out the dough.

Grab your partners
A-home you go.

Ladies to the center
Back to the bar.

Gents to the center
You form a star.

Pick your partner, promenade.

Around the track
Don't stay in the shade.

Gents swing out
and the ladies swing in.

They cross their hands
and you're off again.

Ladies swing out
and you all eight swing.

Now you're back home
in the same old ring.

First and third,
you balance and swing.

Down the center
Divide the ring.

Ladies go east
and the gents go west.

Meet in line
Four abreast.

Forward eight
and fall back eight.

Forward again with
a right and a left.

Cross the hall
and you pass them all.

And take that
very pretty gal with you.

Meet your partner
Promenade eight.

Round the old track
till you come out straight.

First and third
You balance and swing.

You lead right out
to the right of the ring.

You right and left through
and a right and left back.

Promenade all around
the track.

When it comes
to fancy dancin'

Or to music with a smile.

Or to nice romancin'

Make mine country style.

When it comes
to hands that hold ya.

Eyes that shine about a mile.

Like I just now told ya.

Make mine country style.

Hear that fiddle

I could listen all night.

Hear that banjo.

Ain't that somethin'?
Darn right.

Dance and share
a lovin' cup.

With different partners
for a while.

But for hitchin' up with.

Make mine country style.

Make mine country style.

WOMEN: When it comes
to fancy dancin'

Or to music with a smile.

Or to nice romancin'

Make mine country style.

MEN: When it comes
to hands that hold ya.

Eyes that shine about a mile.

Like I just now told ya.

Make mine country style.

ALL: Catch that couple.

Cosh all hemlock
Gee whiz.

Ain't that snappy?

Ain't that steppin"?
Sure is.

Dance and share a lovin" cup.

With different partners
for a while.

But for hitchin' up with.

Make mine country style.

Country style.

How about
a nice waltz?

Okay.
Number four, fellas.

(WALTZ MUSIC PLAYING)

(MOUTHING)

Pardon me.
Huh?

No, Trudy,
it's Pearson I want.

Well, no, I think I prefer
to dance with Miss Mason.

She's prettier.

Hello, Trudy.
You'll pardon me?

Yeah.

Pearson, you're not going to win
any popularity contests in Fallbridge.

I haven't entered any.

You know, I learned how to
handle fellows like you in the Army.

I was a captain.

Well, I learned how to
handle captains. I was a major.

Let me give you some advice.
Are you a lawyer?

No, I'm a pharmacist.

Well, I might send you some
of my prescription business.

Oh, say, some day
I wish you'd show me

how to make
a good banana split.

I do love banana splits.

Pardon me.

Cutting in seems to be
your specialty, Doctor.

Oh, no,
I'm a general practitioner.

Do you generally go around
making friends this way?

I'd rather concentrate
on just making one friend.

I like blue eyes.

Am I supposed to say, "Thank you,
Doctor. I'm glad you like blue eyes"?

Well, you could
say that.

But I'd just as soon you looked
up and gave me a nice smile.

I like your smile, too.

Is that the shipboard approach
or the bedside manner?

Teacher.

You know, I can't
really figure out

which of the Chesleys
I dislike more.

Roy or his father.

Oh?

I guess Roy, though. I guess he's a
little more obnoxious, don't you think?

Dr. Pearson.
What?

Roy and I are going to be
married. Thanks for the dance.

(WHISTLING)
(DOOR OPENS)

Seems downright stubborn,
you goin' away so sudden-like.

I did plan to
stay a little longer.

You haven't
told the Doctor?

I haven't seen him,
but he'll be delighted.

Old fool!

I'm driving you
to the bus.

You are?

In Andy Weaver's
pickup truck.

And we can take
this with us, too.

There's no sense in your wasting
your money on that Dorkas.

I'll appreciate that,
Mrs. Gilley.

I'll take
your horse blanket.

Just about the shortest
engagement I ever had.

(SINGING) Make mine city style.

Oh, my achin' back.

Aren't we going
the wrong way?

No.

Before leaving, you'll
want to see the Doctor.

Oh.

MRS. GILLEY:
There he is.

Why, that old phony.

Didn't he tell you he had
an urgent pneumonia case?

He did.

How'd you know
he was here, then?

Fishing poles and boots don't
cure pneumonia. (CHUCKLING)

Take your time, Doctor.

The bus don't
leave till 4:00.

I'll be back.

Hey! How's Mrs. Hickey
comin' along?

Huh?
How's Mrs. Hickey doin'?

Oh, her pneumonia
is better. Much better.

Oh, glad to hear that.

Young man,
are you spying on me?

No, I've just come to
tell you I was leaving.

Are you now? Well...

Ah, yes.

You'll not be leaving
for a couple of weeks?

Next bus.

Pearson,
I'm an honest man.

I'll not pretend
I'm going to miss you.

But I'd be
greatly obliged

if you'd stay on for a fortnight
when I have a good doctor coming.

Oh, that is, this man Jenks is most highly
recommended. Roy Chesley says he...

I thought you told me you
wouldn't hire a man again

without seeing him first.

Well, yes, I did.

But this could be nothin'
but an improvement.

Improvement?

Why don't we start the
improvement right now, then.

Goodbye, Doctor.

Pearson!
What?

Be reasonable.

I want to start
me trip on Friday.

No.

Now, I'm not asking you to
handle any difficult cases.

If anything serious comes
up before Jenks arrives,

Wheaton will come over
from Bentonville.

No. Next bus. Goodbye.

Uh... I'll give you a
cash bonus if you stay.

Say $10... Say $5.

You said $10.

Did I?
Yeah.

All right, Doctor, $10.

(LAUGHING) No, Doctor. The town
doesn't like me and I don't like the town.

I better get out today.

You'll never catch anything
with that routine, either.

I've been fishin' here
for 35 years.

Have you now?

Then maybe it's time you had a
few suggestions. Do you mind?

(SCOFFS) So you're
a fisherman, too?

Well, I ought to be
a standout in this league.

Let me see this
equipment you got here.

What are you doing
with this big buoy on?

My heavens!

I like to get the hook down
into the fish's living room.

Down deep.
Down where the money is.

Let's see.

Get it way out there, deep.

There we are.

Stand by for action.

Well, that's interesting.
Very interesting.

You'll stay for
a couple of weeks, eh?

No.

(SINGING)
My heart is a hobo.

Loves to roam through
fields of clover.

Are you deliberately trying
to scare away the fish?

On the contrary.

Best audience I ever had
was an eight pound trout.

How he loved
boogie-woogie.

(SINGING)
My heart is a hobo.

Loves to roam through
fields of clover.

Hates to have
to think things over.

And though it's wrong
I string along.

My heart is a hobo.

Loves to go out
berry-picking.

Hates to hear
alarm clocks ticking.

It isn't smart
But that's my heart.

When hopes are out
at the elbows.

And dreams are run down
at the heels.

My heart refuses to worry.

Except about
rods and reels

(FISH CORD REELING)

My heart is a hobo.

Loves to quote
from Omar Khayyam.

Hates the stodgy guy
that I am.

And though it's strange

I just can't change
my heart.

Doc! Bill Walters
is in bad shape.

I just took him home.

What's it?
Whiskey?

No. One of his
bustin' headaches.

Tell him to take two of
the capsules I gave him.

Well...

Is that the newspaper
fellow? Yeah.

What causes
the headaches?

Wish I knew.

Don't you think he ought
to be seen? Be examined?

Examination
shows nothing.

I've had him in my
office a dozen times.

I think I'll run over and
take a look at him. Here.

Yeah. Doctor.
You?

I don't think I could stay for a
fortnight, but I'll tell you what I'll do.

What?
I'll stay a couple of weeks.

PEARSON: Coming
right with you, Nat.

Used up about 20 cents
worth of gas gettin' out here.

Well, I'll take your temperature
sometime. On the house.

(SINGING)
My heart is a hobo.

Loves to roam through
fields of clover

(HUMMING)

(EXCLAIMING)

Doctor, Nat's still
waiting for you.

Well, tell him to go ahead.
I'll walk home.

Come on in, Emily.

Did you find out what's
wrong with him, Doctor?

No, I'm afraid not. I'd like to
have been here during the attack.

Blood pressure's a little
high, but that shouldn't do it.

A dozen doctors
have told me that.

Pretty interesting
case, huh?

I'd like to speak to your
father alone, Emily, huh?

Yes, sir.

Want a drink?
No, thanks.

BILL: Would you guess, Doctor,

that the present editor of the Fallbridge
Weekly once won a Pulitzer Prize?

Well, I did,
back in Boston.

Were you drinking
better whiskey then?

I wasn't drinking then.
Whiskey isn't why I'm here.

The reason I'm here is because
you can't work on a daily paper

and have your head splitting
wide open half the time.

I might be able to find out
something about those headaches

if I could examine you some
day when you're not drinking.

Why don't you lay
off for, well, till Friday?

I could say I would, but a drunk's
promise isn't worth very much.

That's a mighty sweet kid
you have there.

Yeah.

Pretty busy girl, huh?

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, Doctor.
Yes.

Do you think
you can help him?

Well, I'm going
to try, Emily.

Oh, please do.

I'm not sure,
but I have a hunch

your father isn't going
to drink for awhile.

Well, I don't know.

Don't you go
to school, Emily?

When Papa's well, I do.

Doctor, we won't be
able to pay you for a while.

Well, that's all right.

You can pay me when you've
married some big billionaire lumberman.

With 4% interest.

I'm going to marry
a newspaper man.

We'll waive
the interest.

BILL: Emily!

Oh.

I'll have to put off making any
resolutions till tomorrow, Doctor.

I just found
another bottle.

I'd better...
I'd better fix his supper.

And your ticket, you
haven't forgotten your ticket?

You asked me that twice, Mrs.
Gilley. It's in my wallet. I think.

And your woolen muffler?

Yes, in my wallet.

Where the blue blazes
is Pearson?

No occasion for
profanity, Doctor.

All right, all right, all right.

Now, bear in mind,
anything important,

telephone Dr. Wheaton
in Bentonville.

Yes, you told that
to Dr. Pearson.

Oh, that Pearson!
(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Now, he knows I'm leaving.

Oh, it's you, Nat.

Will you take these out,
Mr. Dorkas?

Nice bag.

Makes the others
look terrible.

You didn't see Pearson?
No.

And don't forget
these, Mr. Dorkas.

I only got two hands,
Mrs. Gilley.

Well, I'll wait
two minutes longer.

Doctor!
Huh?

Emily!
Good afternoon.

What's your hurry?

Well, I just saw you and I thought
I'd get home before it started raining.

I see.

How's your dad?

He's fine.
He hasn't been...

He's fine.

Good.

He has confidence in
you, Doctor. I have, too.

Oh, I'm glad about that.

Doctor.
Huh?

I must have
sounded awfully vain

when I told you I was going
to marry a newspaperman.

But still, men do marry girls
who aren't pretty, don't they?

Well, you have nothing to worry
about. A gal with your good looks.

Hmm?
Doctor.

If I asked you a question, I
mean casually, not like a visit,

well, would there be a fee?

Well, it depends upon how
casually you ask the question.

You see,
I was wondering...

I saw in a newspaper
advertisement

that if you send in a dollar, well, they
send you back something for freckles.

Freckles? Do you think
you need any more?

Oh, I mean
to get rid of 'em.

Oh, you must be kidding.

But I'm not. Well, it's a good
thing you came to me then,

because I want to straighten
you out on something.

Don't you know that in New
York, Paris and Hollywood, too,

women are not considered
smart unless they have freckles.

Those glamour girls, they
sit around in the sun all day

just trying to pick up a few.
They do?

You've read about
Cleopatra, haven't you?

Yes.
And her freckles?

Did she have freckles?

(CHUCKLING) Why,
they used to call her Speck.

Thank you, Doctor.

I don't believe a word
you said, but thank you.

So long, Cleo.

Well, Nat, what's the latest
scuttle on the weather?

NAT: See it bankin' up
over there?

Yeah, got it.

Be comin' down soon.

That's your
considered opinion, huh?

Yeah.

The young blatherskite.

He knows I'm leavin".
Now, now, now.

Don't get yourself
overheated.

Here's your umbrella.

You haven't been
feelin' too well.

And how could
I feel well?

Haven't you left yet,
Doctor?

And how could I leave
without giving you instructions?

I thought I had
my instructions.

If anybody gets sick,
I'm to call Dr. Wheaton.

Young man, I can do
without the sarcasm.

Now, Wheaton will come
over for serious cases. Okay.

You stay here till
Jenks arrives. Right.

See that Mrs. Sims takes
calcium tablets for her chilblains.

Calcium tablets.
Yeah.

And give Miss Lennek
some sugar pills.

Sugar pills?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She thinks she's ill.
Oh, I get it.

Yeah, and Mat Tewson's
carbuncle's about ready for lancing.

All right.
Yes.

And you might
drop in on Mrs. Krelly.

Her baby is about due.

Doctor, do you think I'm quite
capable of delivering a baby?

Frankly, no. But I'm not
worrying about Mrs. Krelly.

She's had 10.

She'll tell you what to do.

(CHUCKLING)

It's starting to rain.

Oh, all right.
I have me umbrella.

Well, goodbye, Mrs. Gilley.

(STUTTERING) Well, I'm... Nat's
gonna drop me off at the Ladies' Aide.

So long, Doctor.
Hope you have good fishing.

Goodbye.

Now, remember, no surgeries.

No surgeries.

Miss Lennek's sugar pills.

Mrs. Sims gets
some calcium tablets.

Mat Tewson's carbuncle's
about ready to pluck.

Oh, Doctor, I'll run back and
get you a little baking soda.

You will not.
Get in there.

Everyone thinks he's
a doctor around here.

Drive on at once!

(PLAYING PIANO)

(SINGING)
My heart is a hobo.

Loves to roam through
fields of clover.

Hates to have
to think things over.

And though it's wrong
I string along.

My heart is a hobo.

Loves to go out
berry-picking.

Hates to hear
alarm clocks...

Hello.

Oh, hello.

I've missed him,
haven't I?

Dr. McRory? Yeah,
a few minutes ago.

My car wouldn't start.

You couldn't lend me
an umbrella, could you?

Well, ordinarily, there's a
small charge for that service,

but in your case, we'll
waive it. Help yourself.

Thank you. Don't
let it get around, huh?

No, I won't.

(CONTINUES PLAYING PIANO)

Oh, say, Teach, I have
some good news for you.

You have?
Mmm-hmm.

I'll be leaving soon.

Well, I'm sorry there won't
be time for a civic celebration,

but I'm sure
the town is grateful.

Oh, you know, those are the first
kind words I've heard in Fallbridge.

(CONTINUES PLAYING PIANO)

(SINGING)
My heart is a hobo.

Loves to quote
from Omar Khayyam.

Hates the stodgy guy
that I am.

And though it's strange

I just can't change my
heart (KNOCK ON DOOR)

NAT: Dr. Pearson! Dr. Pearson!

Open up! Open up!

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

(GROANING)

What's the matter?

What happened?

Well, we get to the bus
and he seemed to be fine.

Pain in me stomach.

Let's get this
wet coat off.

We no more
than shake hands,

he keeled over, like
he was kicked by a mule.

Help me carry him
in the office.

No, no. I can
walk. I'll help you.

What is it? I don't
know. Will you wait here?

McRORY: Pearson,
call Dr. Wheaton.

He's sick. Mighty sick.

What's wrong?

I ain't no doctor and I don't
think Pearson is neither.

Well, call me
if you need me.

(GROANING)
Call Dr. Wheaton.

We will, Doctor.

Oh, me appendix.

Probably have to come out.

Trudy!

Pearson, I wish
you'd let me alone.

Take it easy, Doctor. Now, you've
had your finger jabbed before.

Certainly.

I don't mind a little thing
like that.

You don't have
to jab me so deep.

(McRORY GROANING)
One, two, three, four, five.

McRORY: What's
the blood count?

Wait a minute.
Nine lymps, two monocytes,

16,000 whites, 89% polys.

Oh, Trudy,
call Dr. Wheaton.

Bentonville 1-4-8.

1-4 what?

Bentonville 1-4-8.

TRUDY: Bentonville 1-4...

Look, please get off the
line. This is an emergency call.

Dr. McRory's office.

It's that chatterbox,
Mrs. Higgins, I suppose.

Thank you.

Operator?

Bentonville 1-4-8.

Was it Mrs. Higgins?

TRUDY: Mrs. Sims.
(GROANS)

That one is just as bad.

I don't think I'd put
off the operation, Doctor.

Nice vacation!

TRUDY: Hello.
Is Dr. Wheaton there?

Oh.

He's gone to Elktown on a confinement
case. He won't be back until 10:00.

We can't wait, Doctor.

Can't? We must wait.

I'd take you to the
Bentonville hospital myself.

But it's a long trip in the
rain and the roads are rough.

I'd better
operate here.

You?

Pearson, I may be a very sick
man but my mind is perfectly clear.

I'd as soon call in
Sweeney The Butcher.

Let's be sensible,
Doctor.

I know that you don't
have any confidence in me,

but there isn't
any other choice.

Your pulse is 108.

Trudy, call Dr. Blodgett
of Millbrook.

Is this Millbrook
near here?

Over 90 miles.

Look, Doctor...
McRORY: No.

You speak to him,
Miss Mason.

You know what
a perforated appendix can do.

The danger
of peritonitis.

Dr. McRory, please.

It has to be done,
Doctor, and immediately.

Pearson, I warn you, if
you operate against me will,

you'll go to prison
for manslaughter.

Doctor, you've had a lot
more experience than I have.

Now, what would you do with
a patient as ornery, as cranky

and as downright
disagreeable as you are?

Now, that's not
a fair question.

(GROANING)

TRUDY: Come on, Doctor, we'll
get you ready for the operation.

No, no.

Pearson,
have you operated before?

Certainly.
McRORY: Well...

Miss Mason,
you're going to help me.

What?
Mmm-hmm.

Well, all right.

Come on, Doctor.

Well, I've had a good life.

McRORY: My fishin' tackle
goes to Mort Elkins, a true friend.

Andy Weaver is
to have my pipes.

Doctor.

No, no, write it down
as I tell you, Trudy.

Mrs. Gilley...
I'm sorry, Doctor,

but Miss Mason will have
to give up her legal work.

I need a nurse.

My house goes
to Mrs. Gilley

and my war bonds and
savings go to you, Trudy,

and to little
Emily Walters.

Pearson, you're a witness.

Come on, you'll be up
playing football in three weeks.

McRORY: No. I know.

Even with a good surgeon,
10% of peritonitis cases are lost.

Well, then you needn't
worry. I've already lost my 10%.

What are you doin' there?

Put that away!

I'll take no ether.

(GROANING) I want a local
anesthetic, Pearson.

Now, be reasonable,
Doctor.

I'd like to
give you a spinal

if I had somebody to
watch your blood pressure.

And who said anything
about a spinal?

I said a local.

Oh, Doctor!

Believe me, Pearson, you'll
be grateful for my supervision.

I've had a lot
of experience.

Well, I've told you this
isn't my first operation.

A local, please.

All right.
Trudy,

you see that
over there?

Get it.

What?
The mirror.

The mirror?
Yes, the mirror.

Yes.
PEARSON: Here?

Yes.

Do you know how to
locate the appendix?

Yes, I do.

What kind of incision
are you planning?

A McBurney.

No, no.
Make a lateral.

Give you more exposure.

And the sutures,

you're using catgut? Silk.

Oh, no,
I don't hold with silk.

Use catgut.

Doctor, maybe you
better do it yourself.

And how can
I do it myself?

If you can't, then let me.
Your instructions clear?

I... I think so.

Well, Doctor,
remember, no movement.

McRORY: Trudy,
move your head a little.

I can't see
into the mirror.

Maybe it's as well
we didn't wait.

Is it over?
It's over.

Is he all right?

He's asleep.

Oh, thank heavens.

You did a fine job,
Miss Mason.

Thank you.

(EXCLAIMS)

Doctor! Doctor!

Mrs. Gilley!

(GROANS)

Hello, Doctor.
Good morning.

Hi, Doc.
Howdy, Dr. Pearson.

Hello, boys.

How's the old doc?

Oh, he looks better
than I do.

Say, I hear
you saved his life.

He sure did.

I had to. He owed
me a week's salary.

(MEN LAUGHING)

He's a joker.

Did a good job, eh?

Oh, Dr. Pearson!

Hello, Miss Lennek.

Going on the sleigh ride
this evening? It's our annual.

Oh, I wish I could.

Dr. Pearson!
Nurse Mason.

Hello, Chesley.
Hello. What will it be?

I'd like a couple of dozen
phenobarbital tablets.

Half gram.
Jed Conway's account.

Well...
That's a hypertension case.

Yes, that's right.

We have some
potassium thiocyanate.

I believe it's
considered more modern.

Would you be terribly offended
if I insisted upon phenobarbital?

No, just as you say.

Thanks.

Say, Nurse, I'm taking
out some tonsils tomorrow.

Would you like to join me?
Are you doing it with mirrors?

(LAUGHS) That was quite
the experience, wasn't it?

I had one disappointment.

What's the matter?

I had the impression you
always sang during surgery.

Well, it was
sort of unexpected.

Forgot my music.

But, you know, I don't think you
realize just how wonderful you were.

I've had experienced nurses
who weren't nearly so helpful.

Well, you were a help, Doctor.
Really?

I don't think I could
have saved Dr. McRory alone.

Oh, you...

Of course,
Dr. Pearson knows

that an appendectomy is probably
the simplest of all operations.

Roy!
No, he's right.

Oh, I don't mean to
belittle Dr. Pearson, Trudy.

But you do know that
appendix operations

are often performed
even by pharmacists.

Still?
Well, on shipboard.

In the movies, too.
Well, thank you.

Oh, Doctor...
Yeah.

I don't suppose you'd care
to go along on the sleigh ride.

I imagine Dr. Pearson
is too busy.

Well, I am, yes.

But you'll have a lot of fun,
I know. (PHONE RINGING)

Bye, Nurse.
Goodbye, Doctor.

Hello.

Hello, Emily.

Oh, hello, Doctor.

Ronnie!
It's Ronnie Jenks.

Why, certainly
I'll pick you up.

In person. You wait for
me at the Elktown station.

The new doctor?
(LAUGHING)

Yes, he's
Butch Jenks' brother.

I've told you
about Butch Jenks.

Well, this kid
is just like him.

Well, if you're
going to Elktown,

won't we miss
the sleigh ride?

No, you go right ahead.

I'll meet the
sleigh in Bentonville.

At the church supper.

And we'll have the
ride back together.

How's your father?
Fine.

He's only had one attack
and he's still drinking tea.

Good. I'll examine him
again before I leave.

But, Doctor...
Yeah.

Is it unethical for a doctor
to take a girl with him

on his calls?

No. I wouldn't think so.

Come along.

Thank you.
I'd love to.

Of course I don't
blame you for going away.

You are, huh?
Mmm-hmm.

As soon as
Dr. Jenks gets here.

I guess for people like
us, Fallbridge is awful slow.

Awfully.

Doctor.
Yeah.

If I asked you
a very frank question,

well, would you give me
a frank answer?

I'll try, Emily.

Well, did you
really mean it

when you said that
you thought I was pretty?

Indeed I did.

Thank you.

You're quite welcome.

And, Doctor.
Mmm?

Has it ever occurred to you that
in five years, I'll be practically 18?

No, no, it hadn't,

but five years and
practically 13 is practically 18.

That's simple arithmetic.

And besides, in
some parts of the world,

not that I approve
of it, of course,

but girls often get
married when they're 10.

Emily Walters.
(CLICKING TONGUE)

You're an old maid.

(LAUGHS)

(ENGINE FALTERING)

Well?

Looks like it froze up.

Must be out of alcohol.

Do you have any?

Well, I got to
thaw it out first.

I'll have it over at Doc's
house first thing in the morning.

Well, how are we
going to get home?

Well, if Molly wasn't sick,
she could drive you in.

Well, Mr. Pinkett, your
wife's going to be all right.

But you've been letting
her work a little too hard.

Here's my prescription.

One hired girl.

Mmm-hmm, that's what she
needs. A couple of days rest in bed.

That'll be $2.

Doc McRory would rather have
Mrs. Pinkett's pickles than cash.

Well, there's
this to be considered.

A man with some
pickles laid by

ain't likely to lose them
on the horses, is he?

You'll enjoy them, Doc.

(LAUGHING)

Look, Doctor!

Whoa!

Howdy, Nat.
How about giving us a lift?

Howdy, Doc!
Sure.

If you're heading
for Bentonville.

Sleigh ride's a dollar.
Church supper is extra.

Come on along.
Yes, why don't you?

If you haven't
any calls to make.

Sure, come on!
Come on, Doc!

Well, calls are all finished.
What do you say, Emily?

Gee, yes!
You've got a date.

Get aboard.
Come on then.

Say, Mr. Pinkett,

would you call
Mrs. Gilley and tell her

that I can be reached through
the Bentonville operator?

And tell Bill Walters
that Emily's with me.

Say, Doc.
Huh?

Fixing cars is a business
with me. That'll cost you $2.

Certainly.

NAT: Get on.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Hey, Trudy,
have an apple.

Keep the doctor away.

Save the apple for Roy.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Nice going, fellas.

They are very rude,
but she is engaged.

I know.

Where is Roy?

He's meeting the new
doctor, Ronnie Jenks.

Oh.

Sorry you're leaving.

Me, too.

I imagine a girl
who isn't engaged

is even sorrier when
someone is leaving.

Don't you think so,
Miss Mason?

Yes, I do.

Are you warm enough, Emily?

Uh-huh, except
for a little draft.

Oh, well,
let's fix it.

There we are. There.
Thank you.

Better?
Uh-huh.

Are you all right?
Oh, fine, thank you.

How is Roy, Miss Mason?

He's fine.

Say, all this kidding
and everything,

Roy isn't apt to take
it seriously, is he?

- Roy? On, no.

You don't really
know Roy, Doctor.

He's very understanding.

He knows that
you and I are...

Yes, we are.

Here we are.

Mind you, Ronnie,
he's not young.

And I won't say his
methods are very modern.

It's precisely why
I'm here.

The more old-fashioned he is, the
sooner I'll get to be number one boy.

Oh, Mr. Chesley,
come in.

Thank you.

How are you feeling,
Mrs. Gilley?

Oh, well enough,
I guess.

This is a quaint old place.

Mrs. Gilley, will you
please tell Dr. McRory

that Dr. Jenks is here?

Dr. Jenks?
Yes.

This way.

Doctor!

MAN: (ON RADIO) Will the
masked rider get there in time

to save Annie from
Black Horse Baskin?

Listen in tomorrow,
same time, same station...

(MRS. GILLEY CLEARS THROAT)

...when crispy, crackly, creamy
crusties presents another...

MRS. GILLEY: Doctor...

McRORY: Hello.

Hello, Dr. McRory.

Glad to see you, Roy.

This is my very good
friend, Dr. Jenks.

Jenks?
How are you, Doctor?

I'm satisfactory,
thank you.

Everything is set.

Jenks is moving into that little
cottage Dad owns across the street.

And he's ready to take over.

Take over?
Take over what?

Well, your practice, Doctor,
as I understand it, until you...

Young man, I hope you
haven't traveled very far

because I have
no opening for you.

Huh?

But, Dr. McRory, you
asked him to come here.

Oh, no, Roy,
you asked him.

I'm very sorry, but I have the
most excellent man with me now.

And I see no reason
for a change. Thank you.

Now, wait a minute,
Doctor.

You made it quite clear that
you consider Pearson just as I do.

An incompetent, arrogant,
vaudeville singer, not a doctor.

Now, you needn't
distort the facts, Roy.

Dr. Pearson's
a man of great ability.

Which I... Yes, I was
the very first to recognize.

And he's a fine surgeon.

And as for objection
to a doctor singing,

well, now, what sort of
narrow-minded nonsense is that?

I'm surprised at you, Roy.

Well, I guess there's
nothing more to say.

Yes, there's
one thing more.

I'll thank you not to use me to
get your friends employment.

And now, if you don't
mind, I'll be taking me rest.

I don't want
to be disturbed.

Yes, you should.

I won't forget this, Doctor.

See that you don't.
Goodbye.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Is Dr. Pearson
really staying on?

Why wouldn't
he be staying on?

The position of assistant
director and chief surgeon

in the most modern
hospital in all of Maine...

Did he... Did he
say he was staying?

Mrs. Gilley,
I'm not a well man.

All this chitter, chitter,
chatter is most disturbing.

Turn on my radio, please.

It's funny, Roy's
not showing up, hmm?

Yes.

Lovely night.

Beautiful.

(HUMMING)

(SINGING)
As long as I'm dreaming.

How nice it can be.

How nice to have you.

In love with me.

Did you know
that you just kissed me?

What a thrill I got.

As long as I'm dreaming.

My love.

If I were just wishing.

What good would it do.

What chance would I have.

To wish for you.

If you never know
I love you.

Still it works out fine.

As long as I'm dreaming.

You're mine.

As long as I'm dreaming.

You're mine.

The doctor is as good
as Frank Sinatra.

Yes, and I can take your
blood pressure at the same time.

Oh! Oh, well.

(SHUSHING)

Don't worry about Emily,
Doctor. I'll get her home.

Thank you,
Miss Lennek.

Good night, everybody.

ALL: Good night.

Good night, Miss Mason.
Good night, Doctor.

Trudy, Trudy.

Yes?

Roy Chesley has been
telephoning.

He wants you to
call him right away.

All right,
I'll take it from here.

Good night, Nat.

Hello, Doctor.

Back in bed again, huh?
Did you get a little tired?

Ah, no, I'm all right.

Well, I hear you were on
the sleigh ride.

Yeah.
Had a good time?

Oh, wonderful.

Trudy was there?

Yeah.

Without Roy?
Mmm-hmm.

Well, what do you
think of that?

Ah, there's
a fine girl, Trudy.

Great pity she's throwing herself
away on that lummox, Roy Chesley.

Don't you think?

(CHUCKLING) He's
a pretty stuffy fellow.

Pulse is good.

Yeah, Trudy, Trudy...

She tells me that
Dr. Jenks has arrived, huh?

Oh, that blatherskite.

Most incompetent young man.
And so rude. He went away.

Huh?

Wait a minute, here. I'm leaving,
you know, as soon as you're well.

Oh, I have another
doctor coming. Yes, yes.

Who?

A Dr. Gilrooney.

What's his first name?

What's that?
First name?

Oh, Peter.
A very nice young man.

But far from
your acumen, boy.

Well, naturally.

Yes, of course. If you
change your mind...

No. Anyway you'll be up
and around in a week or so.

You'll be back on the job
all by yourself.

All by myself.

How those words
describe my whole life.

I'd like you to see
something, Doctor.

Lovely young lady,
isn't she?

Oh, she's lovely, yeah.

I was very fond of her,
very fond.

And she of me.

What happened?

Oh, you know, just a
young doctor just starting,

not too bright. Yeah.

While I was
making up my mind,

she married.

And now,
I'm a lonely old man.

Don't make the mistake I made,
my son, or you'll be lonely, too.

Trudy has a very
high opinion of you.

Doctor, I'm leaving
at the end of the week.

Oh, don't think for a moment
that I intended to say that...

Close, please.
I was...

Close. Please.

Oh, listen to me.
We waited for you there.

I know. I know. I saw
you waiting, both of you.

I drive all the way
to Bentonville and...

Oh, I'm sorry you're upset.
Honestly, I am.

Well, where can
I see you later?

Oh, at my place
in half an hour.

At the boarding house
in half an hour.

Goodbye.

Right on the line.

Could have told you that
before you took it.

(PHONE RINGING)
Hello, Doctor.

How's our patient?

Oh, he's himself again.

Health, fine.
Disposition, terrible.

Dr. Pearson, telephone.
Yeah?

Excuse me.

Anybody I know?
I doubt it.

Trudy, sit down.

Yes, Doctor?

Oh, it'll be a sad day for Fallbridge
when that young man leaves.

Great ability.
It's too bad that...

What's too bad?

Oh, no. It's not for me
to violate a confidence.

Still...

No, no, no.

You know you're going
to tell me, Doctor, so...

All right. Then,
perhaps I should.

Dr. Pearson
is most unhappy.

What about?

About your
engagement to Roy.

Did he say so?

More.

He says you're engaged
to a stuffy young man.

Oh?

And that's why
he's going away.

He's not happy, Trudy.

He doesn't show it,
you know, but...

Well, population of East
Fallbridge is about to increase.

Mrs. Chanock.

Edie Chanock? Oh, a fine,
healthy girl. Her first.

Say, how do I get there?

Oh, if you go...

Oh, well, no, you'd
never find your way there.

Not on these
roads at night.

Oh, I'd better
drive you there myself.

If you'd just
hand me my gown...

No, you can't do that.

I know the house,
Doctor. I'll take you there.

Now, isn't that
very generous of her?

It's very sweet of you.
Come on.

I brought your hot milk.

A lovely pair
they'd make, huh?

What on earth are you doing
with my cousin Hattie's picture?

And my album?

Oh, well, they... When
they... You see, it's...

Old pictures, old wine.

Old buttinsky.

Well, another couple of
weeks, I'll be on a boat.

Going where?

There's only one place
to go this time of the year.

Go south.

Doesn't having a home
mean anything to you?

Well, you bet it does.
That's why I have so many.

What did I do?
Say something funny?

No, not you. Dr. McRory.

He said you were
going away heartbroken.

Heartbroken? Over what?

Me. He'd do anything
to have you stay.

Oh.

He told me you were
a pretty fine fellow.

Cupid McRory, yeah?

Well, he couldn't have
set a more attractive trap.

Thank you.

Come in, Doctor.
We've been waiting for you.

PEARSON: Give me
a lift with this bag, man.

Oh, sure.
TRUDY: I'll run along in.

All right.
Everything all right?

Oh. Where's the doctor?

He'll be in
in a minute.

Well, tell him to come
right in the bedroom.

And sit down, won't you?

In there.
Her ma's with her.

Here. Let me have that.

Is he any good?

Dr. Pearson? Very good.

Gee, I hope so.

Dr. McRory
couldn't come, huh?

No, but you...

Trudy, this is gonna
take a little time.

You better run along.
I can get home all right.

Oh, I'll wait.

Is she all right, Doc?
She's fine.

Anything I can do?

No.

Well, yes. Do you
have a checkerboard?

Checkerboard?

Makes the time go faster.

Doctor.
Yes?

You better come in now.

I'll be right with you.

You take care of the
father, huh, Trudy?

I will.

Gosh!
It's my first one.

WOMAN 2: There's my grandson.

A boy? My son.

Ed, she wants to see you.

He's so little.

And so...

Well, here we are.

I was asleep.

Not much of
a night's rest

for a gal who has to be at
school at 9:00 in the morning.

You're frostbitten?

Just cold.
Let me see.

ROY: Well?

Roy?

You were gonna
meet me in a half hour.

Some half hour.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry, Roy.
I meant to phone you.

But a woman in East
Fallbridge had a baby, and...

Of course,
you had to be there.

Without your help, women in
East Fallbridge couldn't have babies.

Well, Chesley,
it's really my fault.

I didn't know the roads
and she...

I'd like you to
keep out of this.

I'd like to keep out of it, too,
Roy. I'm sorry I've upset you.

I tried to explain
and I'm very tired.

Good night.
Good night, Doctor.

I think with all your equipment,
you better take my car.

You can drop it off later.

Thank you, Trudy.

Oh, so it's Trudy now?

Isn't that my name?

You seem to forget that
it's also gonna be Chesley.

Roy, people are sleeping.

Maybe you'd like to
forget that we're engaged.

When you talk that way,
yes, I would.

That's what I thought.
Well, it's fine with me!

I'll give you two minutes
to take that back.

She didn't mean that.
She'll be right back.

Then you better wait.

I ought to
punch your nose.

Maybe I better wait.

Yes, there's a couple of
things I'd like to settle with you.

Certainly.

Now, don't think
I'm worried.

Miss Mason is far too smart to
throw herself away on a hobo doctor.

A guy who gets paid
in jellies and sauerkraut.

Not always. I had a very big
day yesterday. I got pickles.

I'm not thinking
of myself.

If I thought
she'd be happy with you

living in a freight
car, I'd say, "Fine!"

That's very noble of you.

I can be noble.
What's wrong with that?

Nothing.
I'm impressed.

I'm thinking of her
own good. Are you?

Well, no.
I don't think I am.

Are your intentions marriage?

Now, that's a notion
I've always tried to avoid.

Listen to me, Pearson...
Wait a minute.

Quiet. We seem to have
picked up quite an audience.

Let's keep it bright, huh?

Boys, people
are trying to sleep.

I tried to sleep, too.
In a chair, all night!

Oh, Trudy, I'm sorry.

I know you didn't mean
what you said.

But if you'd just keep away
from this quack.

Roy!

He isn't interested in
marriage, he just told me that.

Trudy, I... I don't like to come
between engaged people.

He's upset. It's a
natural misunderstanding.

PEARSON: Out so late
and everything.

You needn't be
alarmed, Doctor.

Your freedom isn't in any danger,
whether I'm engaged or not.

And, Roy, I'm not.

Good night, both of you.

I wasn't of very
much help, was I?

I ought to punch you...

(WOOD THUDS)
(GROANS)

Oh, here, let me see.

There's no fracture,
just put an icepack on it.

Next time, don't
telegraph your punches.

You can wind up
with no knuckles at all.

Good morning.

Well, what happened?

Six pound boy.

Boy, boy.

You just left
Trudy, huh?

Yes, and Roy.

They've just broken
their engagement.

Have they now?

Well, I hope you seized
the opportunity, huh?

All right, Doctor, don't you think
you've done enough meddling?

Meddling?

A man tries to squeeze
a little brains into that

narrow, pig-headed skull of
yours and you call it meddling?

In my opinion, the girl's
too good for you.

If you'll pardon me,
I'd like to wash my face.

(STUTTERING) A girl
with brains, a personality,

an education
and a good figure...

Oh, you've gotten
rude again.

I was right about you
the first time.

MRS. GILLEY:
Breakfast, Doctor.

All right, all right.

Uh...

Doctor...

Mrs. Gilley, you might inform
Dr. Pearson that I'm not interested

in what he has to say.

Well, if I offended you...

Yes, and that I'd much
rather he didn't speak to me.

Mrs. Gilley, would
you remind Dr. McRory

that he and I
are grown men?

What's gotten
into you two?

You have your
instructions, Mrs. Gilley.

Well, you heard
each other.

Mrs. Gilley, you might
inform Dr. Pearson

that he needn't
bother to remain on here.

Tell him I'd strongly recommend
that he takes the 4:15 bus today.

Mrs. Gilley, would you be
good enough to tell Dr. McRory

that I agreed to remain here until
he was able to resume his practice?

And I'll keep my word.

Inform Dr. Pearson that he'll not
get one penny salary after today.

I'm busy frying eggs.

You mind passing
the sugar?

Dr. McRory, Dr. Pearson
would like the sugar.

If you get a little time on your
hands, thank him for me, will you?

Good morning. Good
morning, Mrs. Gilley.

Good morning, Al.

I see you got a new
neighbor, Dr. Jenks.

Jenks?

Who? Who did you say?

Dr. Jenks,
across the street.

Just moved in that little
Chesley property last night.

Oh, they're just
visiting, no doubt.

No, staying. Just ordered
a whole lot of groceries.

Well, see you tomorrow.

The man's an idiot.

Oh, he'll never last, Doctor. Nobody's
gonna take your place in this town.

Well, other doctors have come in
here and lasted a month, at the longest.

(EXCLAIMS) This fellow
won't last three weeks.

Three weeks?
Three weeks.

You still mad at me?

No. Whatever made you
think I was mad at you?

Sit down there.
Finish your breakfast.

(SINGING)
Smile right back at the sun.

At the sun.

The moment
he catches your eye.

Your eye.

Oh, waking up
can be fun

(VOCALIZES)

Just depend on your
friend in the sky.

In the sky.

If you start your
daydreams early.

You can get
a lot more done.

Oh!

(BOTH SINGING) So, get up, get
out, and smile right back at the sun.

Let's start again with
a little... (HUMMING)

With what?

Remember on the train
when you cut yourself shaving?

(LAUGHING) Yes, yes.

Yeah. Jim.
Huh?

I don't think I'll go
to the station with you.

I don't like farewells.

Well, I won't be leaving
till 4:10, Doctor.

While I think of it, my
good friends call me Joe.

Joe?

I've liked working
with you, Joe.

Well, I wish I could say that
I found you objectionable.

Yeah?

Yeah, then your going away
would be a very happy occasion.

Thank you, Joe.

I'll pick you up after
I see about my trunk.

Hello, Doc.
Hello, Harry.

Gee, Pop, those
are fighting words.

Yeah.

(DOOR CLOSING)
PEARSON: Hello, Emily.

EMILY:
Hello, Dr. Pearson.

Hi, Bill.
Hiya, Doc.

Well, let's have
a drink, huh?

What?

You mean you want
me to have a drink?

Mmm-hmm. Kept this
for a special occasion.

You were right.

It wasn't the drinking that was
causing those headaches, Bill.

Just got this letter
from Dr. Sachs.

Who's he?

He's my old professor
at medical school.

He's an authority
on pheochromocytoma.

Pheochromo...

Of the adrenal gland.
Confirms my diagnosis.

Do you mean
I need a drink

before I find out
what happens to me?

Oh, no.
It's to celebrate.

Oh, you mean,
he can be cured?

Mmm-hmm. There's
the man that'll cure him.

He's gonna perform
the operation.

Oh, an operation?
Yeah.

Oh, well,
if it'll cure you, Pop.

Why don't you operate?

Oh, no, I'm leaving
by the next bus.

Say, could you meet me
in Boston tomorrow?

I can't get out of
this town quick enough.

Haven't you heard what's
happened to Dr. McRory?

No, what?

Get a load
of this poison.

(WHISTLES)

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

CHESLEY: And now,
we come to a subject...

What I want to say is and I'm
speaking for the entire board.

We'll always appreciate your
great service to Fallbridge.

Yes. Thank you,
thank you.

Hello, Jim.

Doctor.

Gentlemen.

We will proceed.

We know the hospital is
pretty close to your heart.

Well, yes, it is.

Well, it's close
to our hearts, too.

And we sort of feel that

a doctor with
more modern methods,

with newer ideas...

What's that?

Well, to get down to brass tacks,
Doc, times have changed and...

You mean, you don't
want me to run the hospital?

We feel
we need a younger man.

A man like Dr. Jenks.

If you'll excuse me.

Just a minute, Joe.

That was a very touching
little speech, Mr. Chesley.

Are you a member
of this board, Pearson?

(SCOFFS)

If I was, I'd be
ashamed to admit it.

There's some pretty
short memories here.

I was present when
this town paid a tribute,

a fine tribute it was,

to Dr. McRory and
his 35 years of service.

I didn't realize then how
much he deserved the tribute,

but I do now.

I just want to add that
in taking care of you people

and your parents
and your children,

Dr. McRory has learned more
about medicine than Dr. Jenks or I

will ever
get out of books.

Listen, Pearson,
you'll have to admit

there are new methods,
new discoveries in medicine.

Oh, yes, very important
discoveries, too.

But no one has discovered
a substitute for skill,

or wisdom, or practical
experience, or for goodness of heart.

MAN 1: It isn't that
we don't think highly of Doc.

And he canceled
all 'em debts, too.

Now, wait a minute. Yeah,
when we gave the party...

Now, wait, wait,
wait a minute.

(GAVEL BANGING)

If Dr. McRory is the better
man, there's a way to find out.

A written examination.

Conducted by
the medical society.

That seems fair.

Yeah, I don't see how the Doc
could object to a written examination.

Oh, you don't, eh?

I shouldn't have to
remind you two fellows

that Dr. McRory hasn't written an
examination paper in almost 40 years.

And Mr. Cartwright,

before Dr. McRory saved your
son's life, did you ask him to sit down

like a school boy and
write an examination paper?

Oh, nobody's knocking
the old Doc.

But we want to do
the progressive thing.

And I think the examination
is progressive.

All in favor, say, "Aye."

MEN: Aye.

Aye.

No.

Six to two.

(BANGS GAVEL)

It's carried.

Let's go, Jim.

CHESLEY: Corresponding
secretary will read his report.

Joe, that examination,
don't you think...

No, no, I don't. No.

I wouldn't.

Ah, I've been
here too long.

A man's a fool
to bury himself

in one little corner
of the world.

Yeah, but, Joe, you wouldn't
have too much trouble

with that
examination, really.

Let's pretend
that I wouldn't.

At my age...

Jim, would you believe it,
I'm past 60?

Really?

Gee, I never
would've guessed it.

You wouldn't, huh?
No, never.

(CHUCKLING) Well,
what do you think of that?

Joe?

Would you like me to stay here
awhile? Just sort of hang around, hmm?

No, my boy.
I'll be gone soon myself.

Ah, you've got
the right idea.

Travel around,
have a good time.

You know,
I might do that myself.

Get me a job on
one of those boats.

Well, I don't think
that you...

Yes, I imagine I
could fix it for you.

Well, it's about
time for the bus.

Where's your grip?

It's inside here
in the hotel.

You wouldn't like to
wait around, would you?

See me off?
No. No, I don't think so.

I think I'll walk home.

It's a fine day.

Well...

Dr. Pearson, it's been
a pleasure knowing you.

Has been for me, Joe.

(SNIFFLING) Bye.

Well, he... You see, I do a
lot of business with Chesley.

Yes, I understand.
I'll see you again sometime.

Leaving, Doctor?
Hmm?

Oh, hello, Miss Mason.
Yes, finally.

I called to
say goodbye...

But goodbyes
aren't pleasant.

No, they're not.

You generally manage to
avoid things that aren't pleasant.

Yeah, if I can.
Mmm-hmm.

It's wonderful having a little
world all your own, isn't it, Doctor?

Your friends have problems,
that's their misfortune.

You just get on a little boat and your
whole world is snug and cozy again.

Say, wait a minute now,
Teacher.

Have you any idea what that
hospital meant to Dr. McRory?

Have you the vaguest notion
what losing it will do to him?

Aren't you confusing me
with the Chesleys?

I didn't take that job
from Joe McRory.

And my staying here
wouldn't give it back to him.

You could stay and help him
prepare for the examination.

Oh, he'd never take it.
Not with his pride.

Pride?

That hospital is the dream of
his life and you talk about pride?

If you urged him to take
the examination, he'd take it.

If you coached him,
he'd pass.

But no, it's much more
pleasant in Guatemala.

And here's your bus.

Have fun, Doctor. It's
been nice knowing you.

What do you mean, you're
gonna work on a boat?

A man of your age.

Will you be good enough
to pack, Mrs. Gilley?

Oh, you're
an impossible old fool.

What will I pack?

Everything.

Everything? You mean...

I wouldn't know
where to begin.

Neither would I.

McRORY: Jim?

Did you miss the bus?

No, took me
back to the house.

Joe, get your coat off.
Me coat?

Hang it up right there. Hmm?

But what happened?

Here's your glasses.

Come on, you and I
are going to work.

To work?
But... Yeah, but...

All right. List the possible
complications of pertussis.

Go ahead, come on.

Pertussis. Can't you
just say whooping cough?

Is a man a better doctor because
he knows that measles is rubeola?

Or that hordeolum
is a sty in the eye?

Or that tinea sycosis
is the barber's itch?

Ah, I'm not a school boy.

I'm tired,
I'm going to bed.

Joe, you want that
hospital, don't you?

(SIGHS)

What conditions develop in
advanced hypertrophic emphysema?

Don't tell me,
don't tell me.

I won't.

Polycythemia.

Lowered vital capacity.

(PLAYING PIANO)

Pulmonary vascular
hypertension.

Eberthella typhosa.
Eberthella typhosa.

It's getting a little late,
Joe. You better get to bed.

What?
You better go to bed.

No, no, tomorrow's
the examination.

Eberthella typhosa.
Eberthella typhosa.

Salmonella paratyphi.
Salmonella paratyphi...

Name the tests
of liver function?

How do you treat
thyrotoxicosis?

(ALL CHATTERING)

You can do it, Doc.
Lots of luck to you, Doc.

Yeah, Jenks
ain't got a prayer.

Thanks.
I'll do my best.

Our man's in great shape. He'll
win without taking a long breath.

Say, Mort, if you get
over to the barber shop,

will you put this sawbuck
on McRory's nose?

MORT: Okay.

Oh, you shouldn't
have done that.

Oh, you'll gallop.
You'll breeze. Come on.

McRORY: You know, Jim,
once when I was a little boy,

just before an arithmetic
examination,

I started sneezing
and they sent me home.

I wish I was
sneezing now.

Oh, you're gonna win,
all right. You gotta win.

Get in there.

Hello, Doctor.

How do you do?

Mr. Dorkas,

I understand there's quite
a lot of gambling going on

over at the
barber shop?

Some, yeah.

Would you bet that
dollar for me?

Why, Mrs. Gilley.

(MEN LAUGHING)

(SIGHS) Warm, isn't it?

All finished, Doctor.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Yes?
Dr. Jenks.

Mr. Chesley wants you over
at the school house right away.

School house?

Some kids are sick.

What's that?
What's the matter?

Don't know, Doc.
I'll be right with you.

Well, thank you, sir.

You'd better finish.

You only have 25 minutes
to catch the bus, Dr. Morton.

I know.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Doctor, hurry up, please.
We've got a terrible situation.

Yes, I'm coming.

Open your mouth.

(CHILDREN GROANING)
Open up. That's it.

Here's the basin, Trudy. Where
do you want it? Over there?

Ah, throat's red.

Is it anything serious?

Eddie's my nephew.
He's Lucy's boy.

Well, four boys
sick at one time,

food poisoning's
ruled out.

And I don't like
these dizzy headaches.

(GROANING)

These youngsters been
out of school lately?

George was absent
yesterday, but he wasn't sick.

He was emotionally upset.
His horse died.

Horse died?

What from?

They didn't know.

What are those marks
on that boy's arm?

(GROANS)
Ah-ha.

Mosquito bites.
Yeah.

Mosquito?
Yes, looks like it.

What's it?
What's the matter, huh?

Oh, hello,
Miss Mason, Chesley.

These your pupils?

Yes, Doctor.
Maybe you can help.

That won't be necessary.
It's a fairly obvious case.

Is it? What is it?

It's not a common
disease, Doctor.

I don't believe
you'd know about it.

I might.

Well, if I'm not mistaken,
this is equine encephalitis.

Mosquitoes carry the
virus, chickens harbor it.

The disease is more
common among horses.

Aren't you being
a little hasty, Jenks?

If not wasting time
is being hasty, yes.

Doctor, is it fatal?

There was an epidemic
in Massachusetts in 1938.

More than 50%
of the children died.

CHESLEY: Equine...
What did you call it?

Oh, call it
virus brain fever.

(ALL MURMURING)

Brain fever?

MAN: Brain fever!
What?

Brain fever?

Stay here.

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

Roy, call Bentonville.

Tell them to get an
ambulance here at once.

Hello, Operator. Get me
Bentonville, the hospital. Hurry, please.

I said, Bentonville,
the hospital.

Such telephone service.

Yes, the Bentonville
Hospital. Hurry, please.

(COUGHS)

McRORY: Psst.

This is Roy Chesley, let
me speak to Dr. Wheaton.

Hello, Dr. Wheaton,
we need an ambulance

for the Fallbridge
Public School.

The Fallbridge
Public School!

Why don't you
listen to me?

At the school.
S-C-H-O-O-L!

Virus brain fever, four boys
have got it. Hurry, please.

Line to Bentonville is busy.

Some kids at school got brain
fever. Must be an epidemic.

We were right. Take a look.

It's a virus, all right.

That's nice work, Joe.

Come on.

ROY: Long distance.
Long distance.

Get me back that Washington
number I was talking to. I was cut off.

Doctor, if I may
make a suggestion...

Not now, if you don't mind. We're
getting a vaccine from Washington.

Yeah, but...

(EXCLAIMS)
Dr. Jenk's case, Joe.

Customary ethics.

Give me Congressman
Beeker. He'll know who it is.

Mr. Chesley,
I can't allow you to...

Please. Please.

Hello. Give me
Congressman Beeker.

Oh, is that you, Congressman?
This is Charlie Chesley, in Fallbridge.

Charlie, who?

Chesley! C-H-E...

Well, you remembered me
before the election.

Oh, yes, yes.
(CLEARS THROAT)

Well, what can I
do for you, Chesley?

Yeah, well,
that's better.

Now, listen, Congressman,
my nephew's got equine...

Equine what?

Encephalitis.

Yeah, my nephew's
in a coma.

He got it from a horse.

Where did the horse get it?

From chickens.

Chickens?

Now, listen, Congressman, the
War Department has got that vaccine

and I want some of it flown
up here and I want it quick.

It's for equine encephalitis.

Do you plan to vaccinate
everybody in town?

Uh, naturally. Roy.

Dad, get 2,400 doses.

We need 2,400 doses.

Twenty four...

What? For one horse?

This is not for a
horse, it's for chickens.

What chickens?

Uh, for my nephew.

Say, look here, Chesley,
I'm a busy man.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

Congressman?
Operator? Operator?

All right. It's all right. You've
got nothing to worry about.

The vaccine will keep
the disease from spreading.

Well, if it isn't being too unethical,
I suggest you forget the vaccine.

Dr. McRory here
has a simpler cure.

Yeah. My own
prescription is

a hairbrush.

A hairbrush?
What?

Yeah, a hairbrush.

Vigorously applied across
the seat of the pants.

Huh? What are you
talking about?

Well, it's the best cure
I know for 12-year-olds

who've been
smoking cigars.

What?

I feel better already, Doc.

BOY: Me, too.
WOMAN 3: Boys!

You won't tell Pop,
will you?

(ALL LAUGHING)

Swell job, Doc!

Oh, Mr. Cartwright,
let's get rid of this.

You'll start
another epidemic.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Good work, Doc.

(ALL CHATTERING)

Mr. Chesley, if you'll only
let me explain, I am certain...

Get away from me,
you horse doctor, you!

Everything's all right.
You can go home now.

Oh, Miss... Teach!

Yes?

I'm surprised at you.

You shouldn't permit
your kids to smoke cigars.

Oh, I guess I shouldn't...

Well, you're just gonna have to
be a little more careful with our kids.

Oh, don't be so smart.

No, wait. Come here.

Listen, Joe, the
hospital, it's yours.

But I don't want
the hospital.

But, Joe...

For 35 years, I've been
thinking of Fallbridge,

now I'm thinking
of myself.

Oh, Joe.

It's a big job
for a man of my age.

Unless, of course, Dr. Pearson
stays on to assist me.

Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor,
my plans are already made.

Unless, of course,
Miss Mason...

I think
it could be arranged.

I think
it could be arranged.